Trained to be chained

CHAPTER FIVE

"Over here," Carol said.

Three days had passed. Zelda lay on the bed with them in the master bedroom. The morning sun streamed in through the blinds. When Zelda was slow in moving, Carol pushed at her with her foot.

"I said over here. Start fucking before I get angry."

Zelda shifted her body to get her head between Carol's thighs. They had called her in only a few minutes before and none of them were fully awake yet. Certainly not Zelda.

She had become their slave. She had to be ready any time they called her. Sometimes it was Bronson and sometimes it was Carol and sometimes it was both of them. They were familiar to her now. She had an intimate acquaintance with their bodies, their moods, the cruelties they liked to inflict on her. They beat her when they felt like it. The pissed on her when they felt like it. And some of it took place before the eyes of the servants. Zelda now realized the servants were not any better off than she was.

After a while Carol pushed Zelda away. The brunette left the bed and walked into the john. Zelda heard the bathroom door close. She was tired. She wanted to sleep another hour or two, but of course they wouldn't let her. She lay there in her misery, thankful that at least Bronson seemed too lazy to make demands on her.

Then the bathroom door opened and Carol called to Zelda.

"Come in here," Carol said.

Zelda left the bed and walked into the bathroom. They were both naked. Carol was standing at the bathroom sink, facing the mirror as she rubbed some lotion over her face.

"Do you know anything about toilet paper?"

Zelda was puzzled. "Toilet paper?"

"Yes, darling, toilet paper. There are all kinds. Some of the brands are quite soft, aren't they?"

"Yes, I suppose so."

"But there's something that's even softer than toilet paper, something that can be used just as well. I haven't forced it on you because I was hoping you'd be clever enough to realize it yourself. You do want to please me, don't you?"

"I don't want to be hurt."

"Yes, of course, and that means you want to please me. Do my ass, will you? I think it's time you offered me that little service. I just did a shit and a wet tongue is so much nicer than toilet paper."

Zelda now understood what Carol wanted. She was horrified.

"You can't make me do that."

"Yes, I can," Carol said.

"It's disgusting."

"That's why I'll enjoy it so much when you do it. And you will, too."

"No, I won't!"

"Hurry, darling. If I lose my temper, you'll get the prod again. It wasn't so pleasant the last time, was it?"

Zelda trembled. She moved behind Carol and crouched down to get her face opposite Carol's lush ass. The brunette snickered, leaned forward against the sink and told Zelda to get on with it.

"Don't be bashful," Carol said. "You'll be doing it as often as I want it and you may as well get used to it."

Quivering with revulsion at what she was being forced to do, Zelda put her hands on Carol's ass-cheeks and pulled them apart.

As Zelda feared, Carol's ass-crack was dirty. The brunette had indeed made a shit. She'd been shitting before she called Zelda into the bathroom. Her whole had not yet been wiped and the puckered ring still had a glob of shit on it.

Zelda knew she had no choice. She closed her eyes and prayed for some miracle to get her out of the Bronson home. Then she extended her tongue and moved in.

Gingerly, at first. Then she realized the best thing to do was get it over with. If she used plenty of spit, the taste might be diluted enough to be bearable. Holding Carol's ass-cheeks wide apart, she put her mouth directly on Carol's asshole and flooded it with her saliva.

"That's good," Carol said with a purring sound. She liked the tickling feeling produced by the wetness. She pushed her sphincter out to open her ass to Zelda's tongue.

Zelda licked and sucked the brunette's shitty ass. It wasn't long before the funky taste was gone. She had rimmed Carol many times, and now what she was doing was really no more than that. All right, she's clean, Zelda thought. Just to make sure, she swabbed her tongue once more up and down the entire length of Carol's asscrack.

Carol was pleased. She patted Zelda's head when the job was done.

"You'll get even better at it," Carol said. "You'll take good care of me, won't you, darling?"

They finally moved out of the bathroom and returned to the bedroom. Bronson was fully awake now. He sipped his morning coffee and smiled at them.

"What have you two been up to in there?"

"Fun and games," Carol said. "I'm going to fuck her now. She's been clever enough to turn me on and I owe her that much."

Zelda sat on the edge of the bed and watched Carol strap on a large pink dildo. This one wasn't as large as some of the others Carol had used on Zelda. But it was large enough. Zelda couldn't help trembling as she thought of the big rubber cock reaming out her pussy.

I used to think I was so strong, Zelda thought. She didn't think so anymore. She didn't think like that at all now.

His back against the headboard, Bronson sat there watching his wife. He joked with her about the dildo.

"Maybe you have penis envy," he said.

Carol smirked. "Jealous, Roger? This thing never gets soft, you know."

After that Zelda had to kneel on the bed while Carol stood behind her. It was like an ordinary fuck. If Zelda closed her eyes she could imagine it was a man fucking her. The dude was well made, and when it slipped inside her cunt it felt just like a cock.

"She has a lovely ass," Carol said.

Bronson chuckled. "Why don't you fuck it? Stick it up her ass."

"Not now, darling. But why don't you get behind me?"

"In your ass."

"Not your cock, if you don't mind. I'd like your tongue."

"The hell with that."

"Roger?"

"Okay, okay."

Bronson was annoyed. He never liked it when she ordered him to do it. But she knew him well enough to know he would give in. He went down behind her and in a few moments he forgot all about his reluctance. He opened her ass-cheeks and, slipped his tongue deep inside her asshole. Carol purred as she continued to fuck Zelda's cunt with the dildo.

Zelda couldn't see what was going on, but she'd heard everything and she knew Bronson was sucking Carol's ass while Carol fucked her. It serves him right, Zelda thought. The idea that Bronson had his tongue up his wife's ass turned her on. The dildo felt good as it slid in and out of her cunt, and the image of Bronson's tongue in Carol's shitter caused Zelda to have a sudden and unexpected orgasm. She moaned and gyrated her ass as she came.

Carol was amused. She continued fucking Zelda and told her to come again.

The next afternoon, Carol was at Zelda with the dildo again. As usual, Bronson was watching. They were in a small conservatory at the back of the house, the sun warming everything through the glass roof. Zelda was bent double, holding the back of a chair, her legs apart while Carol baked her ant Zelda had thin chain attached to her nipples, and at intervals would pull at the chains and Zelda would moan.

"Do it harder!" Carol said. Bronson pulled harder. Zelda groaned. "Do you want him to stop?"

"Yes," Zelda gaped. "Beg me to fuck your ass!"

"I won't!"

"Again, Roger. I don't care if you pull one of her nipples off. I want the little bitch to beg for it."

Bronson pulled both chains and Zelda screamed.

"All right, anything you want," Zelda said. "Beg me to fuck your ass."

"Please fuck my ass!"

The dildo came out of Zelda's cunt and a moment later she groaned as it pushed inside her whole.

Carol chuckled. "Are you hurting?"

"It's too big!" Zelda said. "But you're not hurting. I can tell. In fact, I think you like it!"

"I don't!"

"Yes, you do."

Zelda was in agony. The only lubrication was her own cunt-juice and it wasn't hardly enough. But after a while her shitter relaxed. She was used to having something in there now, and when the pain was absent she often liked the feeling.

Carol saw what was happening and began a deep thrusting.

"Go on, make it," Carol said.

Zelda did make it. She had a climax. The feel of the big dildo sliding in and out of her ass was delicious. Her asshole felt like it was a mile wide and the orgasm put a tingling feeling in her guts.

"Look at the little slut," Carol said with a laugh. "She adores having her ass reamed out."

Zelda made no reply. She was coming again and she was too far gone. She cared about nothing now except the lovely feel of the dildo in her ass.

Carol finally pulled the dildo out of Zelda's ass and undid the straps around her waist and thighs. The brunette tossed the dildo onto a chair and smiled at her husband.

"Playing with yourself again, Roger?"

Bronson had his cock out of his pants and his fist around his cock-shaft. He gazed at Carol's tall naked body.

"It turns me on to watch you fuck her."

"How would you like to watch something else?"

"Like what?"

"I'll do a poop on her. Would you like to see that? I think I promised it to you."

Bronson smiled as he stroked his cock. "Yes, you did, go on, do it. Let me see you crap at over her."

Zelda was terrified. She knew Carol wasn't joking. She knew Carol well enough by now to know the brunette was capable of anything.

"Please," Zelda said. "I'll do anything you want, but don't do that to me."

Carol smirked. She teased Zelda. "You'll do anything we want anyway. Isn't that true?"

"Please don't do it."

Carol shook her head. "On the floor, sweet. On the floor on your back. You're about to get baptized. I won't make you catch it and play with it. Not this time. This time you just get it on your tits."

Zelda was forced to lie on the floor while Carol straddled her. Then the brunette eased down to squat over Zelda's tits. Zelda could see all of Carol's gaping clit but not her asshole.

Carol called down at Zelda. Then a strained expression came over Carol's face, a strained expression followed by a sigh. Zelda craned her neck to look. She groaned as she saw the tip of a turd appear behind Carol's cunt.

It was Bronson who could see everything. He had moved behind Carol's ass to watch her shit. He stroked his cock as he watched the first turd come out. What a sexy bitch Carol was. She was worth all the money she cost him. She ran up a fortune in bills for clothes and jewelry, but she was definitely worth it. He gave a short grunt as the first turd squeezed out of Carol's stretched asshole to fall on Zelda's tits.

Carol sighed. "Are you watching, Roger?"

"I am, honey."

"Turn you on?"

"It's beautiful."

"Here's another one."

The second turd was thicker and longer. Zelda was in a daze, a mixture of astonishment and disgust. She was also more than a little excited. There was something supremely sexual about it. Carol had such a lovely body. Such a luscious ass and pert little asshole. She wished she could see Carol's little asshole. That little hole, stretched open into a gaping tunnel while a brown sausage of shit cased out of it. Zelda moaned as the hot turd fell across her tits to join the other one.

After that Carol was finished. Bronson watched her asshole close up to a tight pucker again. He gave her his hand to help bet rise.

"Magnificent!" he said.

Carol chuckled and kissed his cheek. She looked down at Zelda, at the pile of shit on Zelda's tits.

"Don't move," Carol said to Zelda. "Just stay as you are."

A maid was called. Zelda wanted to die when the girl came in. She had seen the girl before. Her name was Millie and the girl now stared with a pale face at the scene in the conservatory.

"Clean my ass first," Carol said to the maid. The girl moved without delay. Carol bent forward and used her hands to open her ass-cheeks. Millie crouched behind her and began swabbing Carol's ass-crack with her tongue.

Quivering on the floor, Zelda watched it. She watched Millie the maid do to Carol what she herself had done several times. So I'm not the only one, Zelda thought. There was some consolation in that. She felt sorry for Millie. She knew what the girl was going through.

But when Millie was finished and Zelda saw the girl's face, Zelda changed her mind. There was no reason to feel sorry for Millie. She had a pleased look on her face. She obviously had enjoyed cleaning Carol's ass. She was a pretty girl and the only thing on her pretty face was an expression of quiet pleasure.

Carol patted Millie's head and told her to get Zelda cleaned up.

"Don't tickle her too much," Carol said. "She gets excited easily."

Millie giggled and Zelda blushed when their eyes met. The next moment the girl crouched beside Zelda and began cleaning the shit off Zelda's tits. After the shit was cleaned away, the maid brought some soap and water and washed Zelda's chest. Carol and Bronson sat nearby and watched. Then Carol ordered the maid to suck Zelda's tits.

"See if you can turn her on," Carol said.

Zelda tried her best to remain cold. But the feel of the girl's lips on her nipples was too exciting. Millie knew what she was doing. In a few moments she had Zelda's nipples stiff and swollen and Zelda knew her pussy was dripping wet.

Carol smiled. "Go down on her," she said to the maid. "Turn the oven on."

Zelda lay there without hope. The last thing in the world she wanted was to show them how excited she was, but she couldn't help it. Her pussy had a mind of its own. She was already turned on, and now Millie went to work on her to drive her wild.

After pushing Zelda's knees back to her tits, Millie bent forward to fix her mouth on Zelda's cunt. Zelda gasped as she felt the girl's hot tongue working in her cunt. She had to admit Millie was an expert. The maid knew how to tickle and tease. Zelda moaned when Millie's tongue probed her asshole. Millie swirled her tongue over Zelda's ass, tickled the tight opening with her tongue-tip and then moved up again to Zelda's stiff clit.

Zelda couldn't last long, not with such an expert. Before long she started shuddering and then a moment later she came. Millie kept Zelda's knees pushed back as she sucked at Zelda's convulsing cunt. Then, when the orgasm was finished, Millie moved her tongue down to Zelda's asshole again and this time worked it inside.

Zelda cried out and came for the second time. This time she pissed. She lost control and started gushing piss on the maid's face.

The Bronson's were amused. Carol laughed and said: "Finish it, Zelda. Piss in her mouth, she likes it."

Zelda did it. She let herself go. For the first time in weeks she forgot where she was and enjoyed herself. Yes, the maid did like it. She fastened her mouth to Zelda's cunt and drank down everything Zelda had to give her. Then she started sucking Zelda's clit again and Zelda found herself going crazy.

In the meantime Bronson came behind the maid. He crouched behind her and raised her skirt to expose her ass. She wore no panties and her ass was naked. She had a thick growth of hair in her crotch and some of it grew into her ass-crack. Bronson diddled her cunt-slit a moment, and then he moved his hand up and screwed, his middle finger inside her dark little asshole.

The girl groaned into Zelda's cunt. She wagged her ass around, trying to dislodge Bronson's finger. He chuckled as he worked his finger around in her shithole. He added a second finger. And then a third. The girl's asshole opened wide. He had once seen her take a cucumber a foot long. He knew all about her. She went nuts when she had something in her shitter.

Meanwhile Zelda was coming again. The maid's mouth drove her wild. Zelda's clit felt as though it were swollen to the size of her thumb. She'd kill me, Zelda thought. No one had ever sucked her cunt with such thoroughness.

Bronson looked at his wife. "Why don't you fuck Millie? She's as hot as can be. It's like butter in here."

Carol smiled. "All right, I will. Get your fingers out of her ass."

After Carol had the dildo strapped on, she came behind Millie and ran her hands over the girl's broad ass.

"She's putting on weight," Carol said.

Bronson chuckled. "I thought you liked them that."

"Plump but not fat," Carol said. "She goes on a diet tomorrow."

A moment later the big dildo slid inside the girl's gaping asshole. Carol made a sound of satisfaction, gripped the maid's ass with her hands and drove in as deeply as she could. She started pumping Millie's ass, pulling the dildo out and then pushing it in again.

Millie lost her marbles. She threw her head back and wailed as the dildo reamed out her shit-tube.

"Oh sweet Jesus, fuck my ass!" the girl cried. Bronson laughed. "She goes bananas when she has a cock in her ass!"

He moved behind his wife. He watched Carol's ass as she fucked the maid's asshole. He ran his hand over Carol's ass and slid his fingers inside her ass-crack.

Carol mewled. "Play with me, darling."

Bronson found her asshole and drilled a finger inside. He worked the finger around to loosen her ass. Then he added two more fingers and proceeded to finger-fuck her shithole until she started groaning.

"How's that?" he said.

Carol gasped. "I love it, Roger. I love doing it like this."

She came a few moments later. She slammed the dildo into the girl's ass as though she were a man shooting his load in the girl's shit-tube. The force of that brought Millie off. A moment later Carol whirled around to take Bronson's cock in her mouth. He held her face in his hands as he emptied his balls down her throat.

Zelda slipped out of the conservatory. The Bronsons and the maid lay on the floor exhausted and paid no attention to her. Zelda trembled as she quietly closed the door connecting the conservatory to the house.

She heard nothing. She was in a long corridor, a hallway with a deep carpet on the floor and dim yellow lights along the walls. She was confused at first, but then she remembered where the stairway was. She headed for it, talking softly on her bare feet. She was completely naked. She had no idea where her clothes were. And even if she did know, she wouldn't have time to get them. This was her chance and she had to grab it without delay.

When she reached the stairway, she quickly went down. The house seemed empty. Maybe the servants were all eating. If that was true, then luck was on her side.

She went directly to the bank of hall closets near the front door of the house. She couldn't risk anything else. She had to find something in one of the closets. When she opened the third door, she found it. One of Carol's raincoats. And an old pair of boots. The weather was a bit warm for boots, but they would have to do. She needed something on her feet.

Wearing the boots and raincoat, Zelda opened the front door as quietly as possible. She prayed. She heard nothing from within the house. Her heart in her mouth, she slipped outside. Out of the front door. Down the short flight of steps. Down to the sidewalk and the quiet street.

She ran. A half block to the corner. Then another block and another. She met no one. The world seemed deserted. At the end of five blocks she saw the beginning of a park of some kind. And then she saw the car standing at the curb, the man leaning against the front fender. A police car. The man was a policeman. A tall cop leaning against the fender with his arms crossed. A burst of joy went through Zelda's heart as she ran towards him.

"Please help me," she cried as she came up to him.

She began explaining. She talked too fast and he made her stop and start over again. Her raincoat had come open in front and she was aware of his eyes on her naked body.

The cop gazed a moment longer at the open raincoat, and then he grinned and turned to talk to the other cop, the one still sitting in the car.

"Hey, Tony, you like blonde pussy? It looks like we got a blonde cunt for a change."

Zelda cringed as the cop's big hand suddenly closed around her neck.